‘It’s already August’, I thought two mornings ago. I was back from yet another travel and felt the slight disorientation, the usual aftermath. Transcending into a deeper reflection, I knew I was close to my time in Goa. The very prospect of it made the uneasiness in my stomach stronger. A chance I took 5…
Earlier this week, I took the bus to Gokarna as an impromptu trip. As opposed to my initial plan of travelling by the train, I nonchalantly walked to the Canacona bus stand and hopped on to the next bus to Karwar. Little did I know that I would have to change three buses to reach…
